I've had a long break from working at my own easel, but now I'm back and boy does it feel great! It always seems to happen that when I'm away from the easel my mind is still moving on without my knowledge or consent, and when I get back to it (after the apparently obligatory period of self doubt and angst about whether or not I can still actually do it?) my practice has changed again. This time I'm obsessed with heavy textures- see "November Sky"in the new works gallery. It's up to 1.5cm thick in places and I'm loving it. Bring on the chunky stuff- got one painting underway right now with a whole bunch of muslin glued down as the substrate. It'll be up soon on the new works page, and in "Florals". I'm taking the advice of Paul Gaugin and fixing the idea (of day lilies, in this case) in my mind and just working from that rather than slavishly following the actuality of it. Honestly, given a choice, would you be anything but an artist????